I feel pressured to conform,
To please others and to fit in with the norm
I am constantly striving to impress, but I feel inadequate, I must confess.Born without innate talent or grace
feeling ugly and out of place.
I am compelled to do things against my will
just to satisfy my ego's thrill.Loneliness grows at my core
There is no one close, no one to adore
Regardless of my efforts, I remain unseen,
lost in a world where I've never been.Do you know the sting of being ignored?
Perhaps not, or maybe you've scored
But I must appear okay to earn their affection day by day.Like a chameleon, I change my hue
Hiding behind a shadow that is so untrue Darkness and light, intertwined
create a picture that is complex and refined.I may not fit your predefined mold
But my opinion, truth be told
Is that I value authenticity in every hue,
Yet do I even know myself like you do?At times, I despise this charade,
Hating myself for the masquerade
They think I'm void of emotion,
Unaware of my inner commotion.Yet, I must continue to pretend
Hoping the pain will someday end
For as long as I'm here
I must convey my truth
and fulfill this injustice.Ctto: for pic use above
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